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Copyright, 1891, 


J. S. B. Hodges, S. T. D. 




The following tunes were written, not for a collection, but from time to time, during 
the past thirty-five years, as occasion seemed to arise. Thirty years ago the Church 
Hymnal was a very different thing from that now in use. It consisted of some one hun- 
dred and twenty-four "Selections" (from Tate and Brady,) or as Selection Ninety-seven 
was cut up into twenty-two parts, the number was virtually one hundred and forty-five; 
and two hundred and twelve Hymns; in all three hundred and fifty-seven hymns. The 
great bulk of these were either Common, Long, or Short Metre hymns; and the greater 
number of tunes in use had necessarily to be confined to these Metres. They may be 
considered as the old church Metres. As an index of what tunes were then in use in the 
Church, the "Tune Book" put out in 1859 by a Committee appointed by the House of 
Bishops, contained one hundred and sixty-nine Tunes all told, of which fifty-one were 
C. M. ; forty, L. M. ; nineteen, S. M. ; and twenty were 7s, or 8, 7s, leaving thirty-nine 
tunes only for all other Metres. 

Since 1860 the character of the hymns authorized and used in the Church has greatly 
changed. Devout servants of God have been moved to write hymns and spiritual songs, 
by no means confining themselves to these old metres; hymns which have won a place 
amongst those in use throughout the Church wherever the English tongue is known. 
These hymns came not altogether, but one by one, as gifted men were moved. As they 
came, and were found to be useful in the public worship of the church, appropriate music 
was required, and so there has grown up within the past quarter of a century a number of 
hymn tune writers who have done what they felt moved to do to supply this want; Dykes and 
Smart and Hopkins and Stainer and Barnby and others. To-day the best known, and the 
most generally sung, and the all but universally favorite hymns in use in our Church, are 
the new hymns, set to the new music. 

It may seem presumptuous to call attention to such names in connection with the 
offering to the Church of the tunes contained in this little book. The only point intended 
to be made is this, that as these hymns from time to time came under the notice of the 
present writer, and not always accompanied with music suitable in itself, or suited to he 
capacity of the choirs under his care, he has been moved to do what he could in the way of 
translating devout words into devout music; and these hymn tunes are now offered 
to the Church for such use as they may be fitted for. As with the words of hymns, so 
with the music, natural selection determines much. The fittest are those that survive, 
and this little collection is only " a further contribution to the hymnody of the church, ' 
thrown out in the hope that possibly one here and one there of the tunes may be found 



worthy of survival, and be an aid in the devotions of the congregation. They are by no 
means all of them new, some having been written many years ago, and having found 
their way into print, and into use in some few churches. The greater part, however, appear 
for the first time in print. 

A word in regard to the manner of singing hymn tunes, thrown out also, for what it is 
worth, to Choir masters and Organists. There is one point which those having charge of our 
choirs do not seem always to understand, or else fail to carry out. Apart from the different 
time in which hymns should be sung, and the kind of spirit to be thrown into them, our 
hymns ( and tunes ) would seem naturally to divide themselves into two general classes. The 
one is that of the old Chorale; e. g., Old Hundred, Luther's Hymn, St. Ann's, Tallis' Canon, 
etc. In these hymns, as a general rule, each line of the words is a distinct phrase, ending 
on an accented syllable, and not running on quickly into the following line, and each line 
of the music is even more distinctly a separate phrase, complete in itself both in harmony 
and in rhythm. Consequently all such tunes may, and should, be sung so as to bring out this 
feature. Each line should be brought out emphatically, with a solemn dignity and fulness ; 
and a pause made upon the last note, not after it, but by a full sustaining of the note to 
about double its natural time. To dwell longer than this is unnecessary, and would soon 
become tedious, and mar the proper effect. Now it is not difficult to know what hymns 
fall into this class and require this treatment. Most C. M., L. M. and S. M. hymns are 
such; and generally * such as end each line with an accented syllable. 

The other class consists of hymns of the more modern school, in which the rhythm 
seems to flow on naturally from one line to another, generally in pairs; so that a pause, 
or dwelling upon a final note would be out of place except at the end of each second line. 
As a type of this class take" The Church's One Foundation," or "Jerusalem the Golden." It 
will be seen at once that both words and music seem to call for a steady movement until 
the close of the second line is reached. But at the end of these second lines you will find 
the music has a long note, generally a dotted semibreve equal to three of the ordinary 
notes of the line; and this is long enough, and should not be exceeded, as too often is done; 
the tendency in choir organists being to shorten short notes, and lengthen long notes. 

It is suggested, therefore, that as a general rule, in Hymns of the Chorale class each 
line should be closed with a (not too great) prolonging and swelling out of the last note; 
while Hymns not belonging to this class should be sung through in fairly strict time; not 
rigidly exact, and without expression; but without unnecessary breaking of the rhythm. 

In the hope that some things in this book may prove useful and edifying in the mu- 
sical worship of the Church, it is sent forth to struggle for the existence of its fittest 

Baltimore, Md., Lent, 1891. J. S. B. HODGES. 

* " Generally," because there will be exceptions ; as for example in the verse 

" The Lord shall come, and He will not 
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1 Hark ! a thrilling voice is sounding, 

" Christ is nigh," it seems to say; 
" Cast away the dreams of darkness, 
ye children of the day ! " 

2 Wakened by the solemn warning, 

Let the earth-bound soul arise; 
Christ, her Sun, all ill dispelling, 
Shines upon the morning skies. 

3 Lo ! the Lamb, so long expected, 

Comes with pardon down from heaven ; 
Let us haste, with tears of sorrow, 
One and all to be forgiven. 

4 That, when next He comes with glory, 

And the world is wrapped in fear, 
With His mercy He may shield us, 
And with words of love draw near. 

5 Honor, glory, might, and blessing, 
To the Father, and the Son, 
With the Everlasting Spirit, 
While eternal ages run. Amex. 


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Hymn No. 8. 

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Once more, Lord, Thy sign shall be 

Upon the heavens displayed, 
And earth and its inhabitants 

Be terribly afraid : 
For, not in weakness clad, thou com'st, 

Our woes, our sins to bear, 
But girt with all Thy Father's might, 

His judgment to declare. 
The terrors of that awful day, 

Oh, who can understand ? 
Or who abide, when Thou in wrath 

Shalt lift Thy holy hand ? 


The earth shall quake, the sea shall roar 

The sun in heaven grow pale ; 
But Thou hast sworn,and wilt not change 

Thy faithful shall not fail. 
Then grant us, Saviour, so to pass 

Our time in trembling here, 
That when upon the clouds of heaven 

Thy glory shall appear, 
Uplifting high our joyful heads, 

In triumph we may rise, 
And enter, with Thine angel train, 

Thy palace in the skies. 

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1 Jesus, Thou art standing 
Outside the fast-closed door, 

In lowly patience waiting 
To pass the threshold o'er: 

We bear the name of Christians, 
His name and sign we bear; 

shame, thrice shame upon us, 
To keep Him standing there. 

2 Jesus, Thou art knocking; 
And lo! that hand is scarr'd, 

And thorns Thy brow encircle, 
And tears Thy face have marr'd: 

love that passeth knowledge, 

So patiently to wait! 
sin that hath no equal, 

So fast to bar the gate! 

3 Jesus, Thou art pleading 

In accents meek and low, 
" I died for you, My children, 

And "will ye treat Me so ? " 
Lord, with shame and sorrow 

We open now the door; 
Dear Saviour, enter, enter, 

And leave us nevermore. 


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Hymn No. 22. 

C. M. D. 

1 It came upon the midnight clear, 

That glorious song of old, 
From angels bending near the earth 

To touch their harps of gold ; 
Peace on the earth, good-will to men, 

From heaven's all-gracious King ; 
The world in solemn stillness lay 

To hear the angels sing. 

2 Still through the cloven skies they come, 

With peaceful wings unfurl'd ; 
And still their heavenly music floats 

O'er all the weary world : 
Above its sad and lowly plains 

They bend on hovering wing, 
And ever o'er its Babel sounds 

The blessed angels sing. 


3 ye beneath life's crushing load, 

Whose forms are bending low, 
Who toil along the climbing way 

With painful steps and slow ! 
Look now, for glad and golden hours 

Come swiftly on the wing ; 
O rest beside the weary road, 

And hear the angels sing. 

4 For lo, the days are hastening on, 

By prophets seen of old, 
When with the ever-circling years 

Shall come the time foretold, 
When the new heaven and earth shall own 

The Prince of Peace their King, 
And the whole world send back the song 

Which now the angels sing. 

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1 Hark ! the herald angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King ; 
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled ! 

2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
Join the triumph of the skies ; 
With the angelic host proclaim, 
Christ is born in Bethlehem ! 

3 Christ, by highest heaven adored 
Christ, the everlasting Lord ; 

Late in time behold Him come, 
Offspring of the Virgin's womb : 

4 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see ; 
Hail the incarnate Deity, 
Pleased as Man with men to dwell 
Jesus, our Emmanuel ! 

5 Risen with healing in His wings, 
Light and life to all He brings. 
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness ! 
Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! 


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1 Angels, from the realms of glory, 
Wing your flight o'er all the earth; 

Ye who sang creation's story, 
Now proclaim Messiah's birth; 
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Worship Christ, the new-born King. 

2 Shepherds in the field abiding, 
Watching o'er your flocks by night; 

God with man is now residing, 
Yonder shines the infant-light: 
|| : Come and worship, :|| 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 

3 Sages, leave your contemplations; 
Brighter visions beam afar: 

Seek the great Desire of natiom, 
Ye have seen His natal star : 
|| : Come and worship, :|| 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 

4 Saints before the altar bending, 
Watching long in hope and fear, 

Suddenly the Lord, descending, 
In His temple shall appear. 
|| : Come and worship, :|| 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 


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1 Lord, in this Thy mercy's day, 
Ere the time shall pass away, 
On our knees we fall and pray. 

2 Holy Jesu, grant us tears, 
Fill us with heart-searching fears, 
Ere the hour of doom appears. 

3 Lord, on us Thy Spirit pour, 
Kneeling lowly at Thy door, 
Ere it close for evermore. 

4 By Thy night of agony, 
By Thy supplicating cry, 
By Thy willingness to die, 

5 By Thy tears of bitter woe 
For Jerusalem below, 

Let us not Thy love forego. 

6 Judge and Saviour of our race, 
When we see Thee face to face, 
Grant us neath Thy wings a place. 

7 On Thy love we rest alone, 

And that love will then be known, 
By the pardoned round Thy throne. 


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1 A few more vears shall roll, 
A few more seasons come, 

And we shall be with those that rest, 
Asleep within the tomb: 
Then, my Lord, prepare 
My soul for that great day; 

wash me in Thy precious blood, 
And take my sins away. 

2 A few more suns shall set 
O'er these dark hills of tune, 

And we shall be where suns are not, 
A far serener clime: 
Then, my Lord, prepare 
My soul for that blest day: 

wash me in Thy precious blood, 
And take my sins away. 

3 A few more storms shall beat 
On this wild rocky shore, 

And we shall be where tempests cease, 
And surges swell no more: 
Then, my Lord, prepare 
Mj soul for that calm day; 

wash me in Thy precious blood, 
And take my sins away. 

4 A few more struggles here, 
A few more partings o'er, 

A few more toils, a few more tears, 
And we shall weep no more: 
Then, my Lord, prepare 
My soul for that bright day; 

wash me in Thy precious blood, 
And take my sins away. 

5 'Tis but a little while 
And He shall come again, 

TVho died that we might live, who lives 

That we with Him may reign: 
Then. my Lord, prepare, 
My soul for that glad day: 
wash me in Thy precious blood, 

And take my sins away. Amen. 


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1 Behold the Lamb of God! 
Thou for sinners slain, 
Let it not be in vain 

That Thou hast died; 
Thee for my Saviour let me take, 
My only refuge let me make 

Thy pierced side. 

3 Behold the Lamb of God! 
All hail, incarnate Word, 
Thou everlasting Lord, 

Saviour most blest! 
Fill us with love that never faints, 
Grant us with all Thy blessed saints 

Eternal rest. 

2 Behold the Lamb of God! 

Into the sacred flood 

Of Thy most precious blood 

My soul I cast; 
Wash me and make me clean within, 
And keep me pure from every sin, 
Till life be passed. 

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Worthy is He alone, 
That sitteth on the throne 

Of God above; 
One with the Ancient of all days, 
One with the Comforter in praise, 

All Light and Love. 

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1 Jesus Christ is risen to-day, 
Our triumphant holy day, 
Who did once upon the cross 
Suffer to redeem our loss. 

Alleluia ! 

2 Hymns of praise then let us sing 
Unto Christ, our heavenly King, 

Who endured the cross and grave, 
Sinners to redeem and save. 

Alleluia ! 
3 But the pains which He endured 
Our salvation have procured ; 
Now above the sky He's King, 
Where the angels ever sing ! 

Alleluia ! 


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1 Come see the place where Jesus lay, 
And hear angelic watchers say, 

4i He lives, Who once was slain : 
Why seek the living 'midst the dead? 
Remember how t e Saviour said 

That He would rise again." 

2 O joyful sound ! O glorious hour, 
When by His own Almighty power 

He rose, and left the grave ! 
Now let our songs His triumph tell, 
Who burst the bands of death and hell, 

And ever lives to save. 

The First-begotten of the dead, 
For us He rose, our glorious Head, 

Immortal life to bring ; 
What though the saints like Him shall die, 
They share their Leader's victory, 

And triumph with their King. 

No more they tremble at the grave, 
For Jesus will their spirits save, 

And raise their slumbering dust : 
O risen Lord, in Thee we live, 
To Thee our ransomed souls we give, 

To Thee our bodies trust. Amen. 


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Jesus lives: no longer now 

Can thy terrors, Death, appall us; 
Jesus lives: b) T this we know 

Thou, Grave, canst not enthrall us. Alleluia! 

Jesus lives: henceforth is death 

But the gate of life immortal; 
This shall calm our trembling breath, 

When we pass its gloomy portal. Alleluia! 

Jesus lives: for us He died: 

Then, alone to Jesus living, 
Pure in heart may we abide, 

Glory to our Saviour giving. Alleluia! 

Jesus lives: our hearts know well 
Nought from us His love shall sever; 

Life, nor death, nor powers of hell 

Tear us from His keeping ever. Alleluia! 

Jesus lives: to Him the throne 

Over all the world is given; 
May we go where He is gone, 

Rest and reign with Him in heaven! Alleluia! 


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Hymn No. 106. 

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1 Christ the Lord is risen again, 
Christ hath broken every chain; 
Hark, angelic voices cry, 
Singing evermore on high, 
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Amen. 

2 He, Who gave for us His life, 
Who for us endured the strife, 
Is our Paschal Lainb to-day; 
We too sing for joy, and say, 

Alleluia! etc. 

3 He, Who bore all pain and loss 
Comfortless upon the Cross, 
Lives in glory now on high, 
Pleads for us and hears our cry: 

Alleluia! etc. 

He, Who slumbered in the grave, 
Is exalted now to save; 
Xow through Christendom it rings 
That the Lamb is King of kings. 
Alleluia! etc. 

Now He bids us tell abroad 
How the lost may be restored, 
How the penitent forgiven, 
How we too may enter heaven. 
Alleluia! etc. 

Thou, our Paschal Lamb indeed, 
Christ, Thy ransomed people feed: 
Take our sins and guilt away, 
Let us sing by night and day, 
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Amen. 


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3 To Him who now for us doth plead, 
And helpeth us in all our need, 

Sing we Alleluia. 
To Him who doth prepare on high 
Our home in immortality, 

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2 To Him who died that we might die 
To sin, and live with Him on high, 

Sing we Alleluia! 
To Him who rose that we might rise, 
Aud reign with Him beyond the skies, 

Sing we Alleluia! 

4 To Him be glory evermore: 

Ye heavenly hosts, your Lord adore; 

Sing we Alleluia! 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Our God most great, our joy, our boast. 

Sing we Alleluia! Amen 


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1 We give immortal praise 

To God the Father's love, 
For all our comforts here, 

And all our hopes above: 
He sent His own Eternal Son 
To die for sins that man had done. 

2 To God the Son belongs 

Immortal glory too, 
Who saved us by His blood 

From everlasting woe: 
And now He lives, and now He reigns, 
And sees the fruit of all His pains. 


3 To God the Spirit, praise 

And endless worship give, 
Whose new-creating power 

Makes the dead sinner live: 
His work completes the great design, 
And fills the soul with joy divine. 

4 Almighty God, to Thee 

Be endless honors done; 
The Sacred Persons Three, 
The Godhead only one; 
Where reason fails with all her powers, 
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Source of mercy, love, and peace, 
Look upon the Mediator, 

Clothe us with His righteousness 
Heavenly Father, 
Through the Saviour hear and bless. 

2 Holy Jesus, Lord of glory, 

Whom angelic hosts proclaim, 
TVhile we hear Thy wondrous story, 

Meet and worship in Thy name, 
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Come with unction from above, 
Raise our hearts to raptures higher, 

Fill them with the Saviour's love! 
Source of comfort, 
Cheer us with the Saviour's love. 

4 God the Lord, through every nation 

Let Thy wondrous mercies shine! 
In the song of Thy salvation, 

Every tongue and race combine! 
Great Jehovah, 
Form our hearts and make them Thine. 


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Thou, whose Almighty word 
Chaos and darkness heard, 

And took their flight; 
Hear us, we humbly pray, 
And, where the Gospel's day 
Sheds not its glorious ray, 

Let there be light! 

Thou, who didst come to bring 
On Thy redeeming wing 

Healing and sight, 
Health to the sick in mind, 
Sight to the inly-blind, 
Oh, now to all mankind, 
Let there be light! 



Spirit of truth and love, 
Life-giving, holy Dove, 

Speed forth Thy flight! 
Move on the water's face, 
Bearing the lamp of grace, 
And, in earth's darkest place 

Let there be light! 

Holy and Blessed Three, 
Glorious Trinity, 

Wisdom, Love, Might, 
Boundless as ocean's tide, 
Rolling in fullest pride, 
Through the world, far and wide, 

Let there be light! Amen. 

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The King of Glory praise: 
O'er heaven and earth He reigns, 

Through everlasting days: 
Bat Siod. with His presence blest, 
Is His delight, His chosen rest. 

•2 King of Glory, come, 

And with Thy favour crown 
This temple as Thy home, 

This people as Thy own: 
Beneath this roof vouchsafe to show 
1 can dwell with men below. 


3 Now kef Thine ear attend 

Our supplicating cries: 
Xow let our praise ascend, 

A. aepted, to the skies: 
Now lei Thy G- : -pel's joyful sound 
Spread its celestial influence round. 

4 Here may the listening throng 

Imbibe Thy truth and love; 
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Till all who humbly seek T hy : 
Rejoice in Thy abounding grace. Aunt 


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Hymn No. 155. 


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1 As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs, 

That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase, 
So pants my soul for Thee, great King of kings, 
So thirsts to reach Thy sacred dwelling place. 

2 Lord, Thy sure mercies, ever in my sight, 

My heart shall gladden through the tedious day; 
And 'midst the dark and gloomy shades of night, 
To Thee, my God, I '11 tune the grateful lay. 

3 Why faint, my soul ? why doubt Jehovah's aid ? 

Thy God the God of mercy still shall prove ; 
Within His courts thy thanks shall yet be paid, 
Unquestion'd be His faithfulness and love. 


%o. 20. ^ J)a\) of 'gtesf anb (|>fabness. 

Hymn No. 160. 

Day of rest and gladness, 

day of joy aud light, 
O balm of care and sadness, 

Most beautiful, most bright; 
On thee, the high and lowly, 

Through ages joiu'd in tune, 
Sing, Holy, Holy, Holy, 

To the great God Triune. 
On thee, at the creation, 

The light first had its birth ; 
On thee, for our salvation, 

Christ rose from depths of earth 
On thee, our Lord victorious, 

The Spirit sent from heaven, 
And thus on thee, most glorious, 

A triple light was given. 
Thou art a port protected 

From storms that round us rise; 
A garden intersected 

With streams of Paradise; 


Thou art a cooling fountain 

In life's dry dreary sand; 
From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, 

We view our promised laud. 
To-day on weary nations 

The heavenly manna falls; 
To holy convocations 

The silver trumpet calls, 
Where Gospel light is glowing 

With pure and radiant beams, 
And living water flowing 

With soul-refreshing streams. 
New graces ever gaining 

From this our day of rest, 
We reach the rest remaining, 

To spirits of the blest; 
To Holy Ghost be praises 

To Father, and to Son, 
The Church her voice upraises 

To Thee, Blest Three in One. Amen. 

%o. 21. - $avionx, <lgatn lo %fjjf pear %amt 

Hymn No. 169. 




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1 Saviour, again to Thy dear Name we raise 
With one accord our parting hymn of praise ; 
We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease, 
Then, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of peace. 

2 Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way ; 
With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day ; 
Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, 
That in this house have called upon Thy Name. 

3 Grant us Thy peace, Lord, thro' the coming night, 
Turn Thou for us its darkness into light ; 

From harm and danger keep Thy children free, 
For dark and light are both alike to Thee. 

4 Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, 
Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; 
Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, 
Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. Amen. 


%o. 22. W £on of ^oo ^oes %oxtft to 'gSar. 

Hymn No. 176. C. M. D. 

1 The Son of God goes forth to war, 

A kingly crown to gain; 
His blood-red banner streams afar: 

Who follows in His train ? 
Who best can drink His cup of woe, 

Triumphant over pain, 
Who patient bear His cross below — 

He follows in His train. 

2 The martyr first whose eagle eye 

Could pierce beyond the grave, 
Who saw his Master in the sky, 

And called on Him to save: 
Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, 

In midst of mortal pain, 
He pray'd for them that did the wrong 

Who follows in His train ? 
The first four lines of this tune may be sung in 

3 A glorious band, the chosen few, 

On whom the Spirit came: [knew, 
Twelve valiant saints, their hope they 

And mock'd the cross and flame: 
They met the tyrant's brandish'd steel, 

The lion's gory mane; 
They bow'd their necks the death to feel: 

Who follows in their train ? 

4 A noble army, men and boys, 

The matron and the maid, 
Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, 

In robes of light array 'd: 
They climb'd the steep ascent of heaven 
Through peril, toil, and pain: 
: O God! to us may grace be given 
To follow in their train! Amen. 
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%o. 23. <ftarfi ! t f)e £oun& of ^ofy Voices, 

Hymq No. 189. 


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Hark! the sound of holy voices, 

Chanting o'er the crystal sea, 
Alleluia, Alleluia, 

Alleluia, Lord to Thee; 
Multitude, which none can number, 4 

Like the stars in glory stands, 
Clothed in white apparel, holding 

Palms of victory in their hands. 
Patriarch, and holy Prophet, 

Who prepared the way of Christ, 
King, Apostle, Saint, Confessor, 

Martyr and Evangelist, 
Saintly maiden, godly matron, 5 

Widows who have watched to prayer, 
Joined in holy concert singing, 

To the Lord of all, are there. 
They have come from tribulation, 

And have wash'd their robes in blood, 
Wash'd them in the blood of Jesus; 

Tried they were, and firm they stood; (30) 

Mock'd, imprison'd, stoned, tormented, 

Sawn asunder, slain with sword, 
They have conquer'd death and Satan 

By the might of Christ the Lord. 
Marching with Thy cross their banner, 

They have triumph'd, following 
Thee, the Captain of Salvation, 

Thee, their Saviour and their King; 
Gladly, Lord, with Thee they sunerVl; 

Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died; 
And by death to life immortal 

They were born and glorified. 
Now they reign in heavenly glory, 

Now they walk in golden light, 
Now they drink, as from a river, 

Holy bliss and infinite; 
Love and peace they taste for ever, 

And all truth and knowledge see 
In the beatific vision 

Of the blessed Trinity. Amen*. 

%o. 24. £cab of ff)e J&osfs in g>forp. 

Hymn No. 197. 





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1 Head of the Hosts in glory! 
We joyfully adore Thee, 

Thy Church below; 
Blending with those on high — 
Where through the azure sky 
Thy saints in ecstasy 

For ever glow. 

2 Angels! archangels! glorious 
Guards of the Church victorious! 

Worship the Lamb! 
Crown Him with crowns of light, 
One of the Three by right — 
Love, Majesty and Might, 

The great I Am. 

3 Martyrs! whose mystic legions 
March o'er yon heavenly regions 

In triumph round: 


Wave high your banners, wave! 
Your God, our Saviour, clave 
For death itself a grave, 

In hell profound! 
Saints! in fair circles, casting 
Rich trophies everlasting 

At Jesus' feet; 
Amidst our rude alarms, 
We stretch forth suppliants arms, 
That we, too, safe from harms, 

In heaven may meet! 
Saviour! in glory beaming, 
With radiance brightly streaming, 

Enthroned in power, 
Grant, by Thy awful Name, 
That we through flood and flame 
The Gospel may proclaim, 

Till life's last hour. Amen. 


%o. 25. $reab of f|je gSorfo. 

Hymn No. 207. 


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1 Bread of the world, in mercy broken, 
Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, 
By Whom the words of life were spoken, 
And in Whose death our sins are dead. 

2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, 
Look on the tears by sinners shed; 
And be Thy feast to us the token, 
That by Thy grace our souls are fed. 


%o. 26. ©nnwrb, (Prisfitm golbiers. 

° Hymn No. 232. 


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1 Onward, Christian soldiers, 

Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 

Going on before. 
Christ the royal Master, 
Leads against the foe; 
Forward into battle, 
See, His banners go. 

Onward, Christian soldiers, 

Marching as to war, 
"With the cross of Jesus 
Going on before. 

2 At the sign of triumph 

Satan's host doth flee; 
On, then, Christian soldiers, 

On to victory. 
Hell's foundations quiver 

At the shout of praise; 
Brothers, lift your voices, 

Loud your anthems raise. 

3 Like a mighty army 

Moves the Church of God; 

Brothers, we are treading 
Where the saints have trod; 

We are not divided, 
All one body we, 

One in hope and doctrine, 
One in charity. 

Crowns and thrones may perish, 

Kingdoms rise and wane, 
But the Church of Jesus 

Constant will remain; 
Gates of hell can never 

'Gainst that Church prevail; 
We have Christ's own promise, 

And that cannot fail. 

Onward, then, ye people, 

Join our happy throng, 
Blend with ours your voices 

In the triumph-song; 
Glory, laud, and honor, 

Unto Christ the King; 
Thus through countless ages 

Men and angels sing. Amen. 


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Hymn No. 237. 

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My faith looks np to Thee, 
Thou, Lamb of Calvary, 

Saviour divine! 
Now hear me while I pray; 
Take all my guilt away; 
Oh, let me from this day 

Be wholly Thine. 

May Thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart, 

My zeal inspire: 
As Thou hast died for me, 
Oh, may my love to Thee 
Pure, warm, and changeless be, 

A living fire. 

While life's dark maze I tread, 
And griefs around me spread, 

Be Thou my guide; 
Bid darkness turn to day; 
Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
Nor let me ever stray 

From Thee aside. 

When ends life's transient dream, 
When death's cold sullen stream 

Shall o'er me roll, 
Blest Saviour, then in love, 
Fear and distrust remove; 
Oh, bear me safe above, 

A ransom'd soul. Amen. 


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Hymn No. 256. 



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1 My God, my Father, while I stray 
Far from my home in life's rough way, 
teach me from my heart to say, 

" Thy will be done." 

2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot, 
Let me be still and murmur not, 

Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, 
"Thy will be done." 

3 What though in lonely grief I sigh 
For friends beloved no longer nigh, 
Submissive would I still reply, 

"Thy will be done." 

4 If Thou shouldst call me to resign 
What most I prize, it ne'er was mine; 
I only yield Thee what is Thine. 

" Thy will be done." 

5 Let but my fainting heart be blest 
With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest, 
My God, to Thee I leave the rest ; 

11 Thy will be done." 

6 Renew my will from day to day, 
Blend it with Thine and take away 
All that now makes it hard to say; 

"Thy will be done." Amen. 












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1 There is a blessed home 

Beyond this land of woe, 
Where trials never come. 

N r tears of sorrow flow; 
Where faith is lost in sight, 

And patient hope is crowned, 
An 1 everlasting light 

Its glory throws around. 

2 There is a land of peace, 

Good angels know it well; 
Glad songs that never ceas 

Within its portals --veil; 
Around its glorious throne 

Ten thousand saints adore 
Christ, with the Father One, 

And Spirit, evermore. 

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T • -ee the Lamb who died, 
And count each sacred wound 

In hands and feet and - 
To giTe to Him the pra 

Of every triumph won. 
And sing through endless days 

Hie great things He hath done. 

Look up, ye -aints of G \. 

K : r fear to tread be] 
The path your Saviour trod 

Of daily toil and woe: 
Wait but a little while 

In uncomplaining I 
His own most graci as -mile 

Shall welcome you above. Aitex. 


Tio. 30. £omc, mi) Souf, £fiou must 6c Rafting. 

Hymn No. 330. 8,4,7. 8,4,7. 


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N w is breaking 

O'er the earth another day; 

me to Him who made this splendor, 
See thou render 

All thy feeble strength can pay. 

_ ' t adly hail the sun returning: 
Ready burning 

Be the incense of thy pow- 
the night is safely ended; 
God hath tended 

With His care thy helpless hours. 

3 Pray that He may prosper ever 

h endeavor, 

When thine aim is good and true; 
Bnt that He may ever thwart thee, 
And convert thee, 

When thou evil wouldst pursue. 

4 Think that He thy ways beholdeth 
He unfoldeth 

E^erv fault that lurks within; 


He the hidden shame glossed over 
Can discover 

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Mayest thou on life's last 
Free from sorrow, 

Pass away in slumber sweet: 
And. released from death's dark sadness. 
Rise in gladn 

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Only God's free gifts abuse not, 
Light refuse not, 

But His Spirit's voice obey 
Thou with Him shalt dwell, beholding 
Light enfolding 

All things in unclouded day. 

Glory, honor, exaltation, 

Be to the eternal One: 
To the Father, Son, and Spirit 
Land and merit, 

While unending ages run. AjfEX. 

mo. 31. Prist, ^>f)ose (hioxr) Jiffs ff)e S|ies. 

Hymn No. 331. 

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Christ, whose glory fills the skies, 
Christ, the true, the only Light ! 

Sun of Righteousness, arise, 

Triumph o'er the shades of night ! 

Day-spring from on high, be near - 

Day-star in my heart appear ! 

Dark and cheerless is the morn 
Unaccompanied by Thee ; 

Joyless is the day's return 

Till thy mercy's beams I see ; 
Till they inward light impart. 
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 


Visit then this soul of mine, 

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; 

Fill me. Radiancy divine, 
Scatter all my unbelief; 

More and more Thyself display, 

Shining to the perfect day. 


%o. 32. Mbe mil) ^itc, fast faffs tye ^witfi&e. 

Hymn No. 335 

1 Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; 

The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide; 
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, 
Help of the helpless, abide with me. 

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; 
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; 
Change and decay in all around I see; 

Thou who chaugest not, abide with me. 

3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; 

What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? 
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? 
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 

4 I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless: 
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. 
Where is death's sting, where, grave, thy victory ? 

1 triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 

5 Hold Thou Thy Cross before my closing eyes; 
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: 
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; 
In life, in death, Lord abide with me. Amen*. 


%o. 33. %$e ^fiabows of f ()e Opening <foours. 

Hymn No. 337. 

C. M. D. 

1 The shadows of the evening hours 

Fall from the darkening sky, 
Upon the fragrance of the flowers 
The dews of evening lie ; 

2 Before Thy throne, O Lord of heaven, 

We kneel at close of day ; 
Look on Thy children from on high, 
And hear us while we pray. 

3 The sorrows of Thy servants, Lord, 

O do not Thou despise, 
But let the incense of our prayers 
Before Thy mercy rise ; 

4 The brightness of the coming night 

L^pon the darkness rolls ; 
With hopes of future glory chase 
The shadows ou our souls. 

5 Slowly the rays of daylight fade ; 
So fade within our heart 

The hopes in earthly love and joy, 
That one by one depart ; 

6 Slowly the bright stars, one by one ; 
Within the heavens shine : — 

Give us,0 Lord, fresh hopes in heaven, 
And trust in things divine. 

7 Let peace, O Lord ! Thy peace, O God ! 
Upon our souls descend, 

From midnight fears and perils, Thou 
Our trembling hearts defend : 

8 Give us a respite from our toil, 
Calm and subdue our woes ; 

Through the long day we suffer, Lord, 
give us now repose ! 


%o. 34. gnspirer anb fearer of draper. 

Hymn No. 339. 





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1 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer, 

Thou Shepherd and Guardian of thine, 
My all to Thy covenant care, 
I, sleeping or waking, resign. 

2 If Thou art my shield and my sun, 

The night is no darkness to me; 
And, fast as my minutes roll on, 
They bring me but nearer to Thee. 

3 A sovereign protector I have, 

Unseen, yet forever at hand; 
Unchangeably faithful to save, 
Almighty to rule and command. 

4 His smiles and His comforts abound, 

His grace, as the dew shall descend; 
And walls of salvation surround 
The soul He delights to defend. 

5 All praise to the Father, the Son, 

And Spirit, thrice holy and bless'd, 
Th' eternal, supreme Three in One, 

Was, is, and shall be address'd. Amen. 

%o. 35. ^rougl) fije pat> % cSodc ijas ^pareb 'gls. 

Hymn No. 342. 

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Now Ave lay us down to rest; 
Through the silent watches guard us, 
Let no foe our peace molest ; 
Jesu, Thou our Guardian be; 
Sweet it is to trust in Thee. 

Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, 

Dwelling in the midst of foes, 
Us and ours preserve from dangers, 
In Thine arms may we repose, 
And, when life's sad day is past, 
Rest with Thee in heaven at last. 



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Hymn No. 344. 

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1 God, that madest earth and heaven, 

Darkness and light; 
Who the day for toil hast given, 

For rest the night: 
May Thine angel-guards defend us, 
Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, 
Holy dreams and hopes attend us, 

This livelong night. 

2 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping, 

And, when we die, 
May we in Thy mighty keeping, 

All peaceful lie: 
When the last dread trump shall wake us, 
Do not Thou, our Lord, forsake us, 
But to reign in glory take us 

With Thee on high. Amen. 



mo. 37. 

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Hymn No. 345. 

6, 4, 6, 6. 

1 The sun is sinking fast, 

The daylight dies; 
Let love awake, and pay 
Her evening sacrifice. 

2 As Christ upon the cross 

His Head inclined, 
And to His Father's hands 
His parting soul resigned; 

3 So now herself my soul 

Would wholly give 
Into His sacred charge, 
In Whom all spirits live; 

4 So now beneath His eye 

Would calmly rest, 
Without a wish or thought 
Abiding in the breast; 

5 Save that His will be done, 

Whate'er betide; 
Dead to herself, and dead 
In Him to all beside. 

6 Thus would I live, yet now 

Not I, but He 
In all His power and love 
Henceforth alive in me. 

One Sacred Trinity! 

One Lord Divine! 
May I be ever His, 

And He forever mine. 



%o. 38. %l)e ])ar) is ^enffy ^inlitncj fo a gfose. 

Hymn No. 349. 

Six 10s. 

1 The day is gently sinking to a close, 3 Thou, who in darkness walking didst ap- 
Fainter and yet more faint the suulight pear 

glows: Upon the waves, and Thy disciples cheer, 

O brightness of Thy Father's glory, Thou Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms 
Eternal Light of light, be with us now: assail, 

Where Thou art present darkness cannot be: And earthly hopes and human succours fail: 

Midnight is glorious noon, Lord, with When all is dark may we behold Thee nigh, 

Thee. And hear Thy voice — "Fear not for it is I." 

2 Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end, 

Onward to darkness and to death we tend: 4 The weary world is mouldering to decay, 

O Conqueror of the grave, be Thou our Its glories wane, its pageants fade away; 

guide, In that last sunset when the stars shall fall, 

Be Thou our light in death's dark eventide; May we arise awaken'd by Thy call, 

Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, With Thee, Lord, for ever to abide 

No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. In that blest day which has no eventide. 

(45) Amen. 

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A - MEN. 


1 Come, Holy Ghost, with God the Son, 
And God the Father, ever One; 

Shed forth Thy grace within our breast, 
And dwell with us, a ready guest. 

2 By every power, by heart and tongue, 
By act and deed, Thy praise be sung; 
Inflame with perfect love each sense, 
That others' souls may kindle thence. 

3 Father, that we ask be done, 
Through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son ; 
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Shall live and reign eternally. 


1 God of truth, Lord of might, 
Who, ordering time and change aright, 
Sendest the early morning ray, 
Kindling the glow of perfect day; 

2 Extinguish Thou, each sinful fire, 
And banish every ill desire; 

And, keeping all the body whole, 
Shed forth Thy peace upon the soul. 

3 Father, that we ask be done, 

Through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son; 
\Vho, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Shall live and reign eternally. 


1 O God! creation's secret force, 
Thyself unmoved, all motion's source, 
Who, from the morn till evening's ray, 
Through all its changes guid'st the day; 

2 Grant us, when this short life is past, 
The glorious evening that shall last; 
That, by a holy death attained, 
Eternal glory may be gained. 

3 Father, that we ask be done, 
Through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son; 
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Shall live and reign eternally. 


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Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in Thee ; 

Let the water and the blood, 

From Thy riven side which flow'd, 

Be of sin the double cure, 

Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 

Not the labors of my hands 
Can fulfil Thy law's demands; 
Could my zeal no respite know, 
Could my tears forever flow, 
All for sin could not atone, 
Thou must save, and Thou alone. 

Nothing in my hand I bring; 
Simply to Thy cross I cling; 
Naked, come to Thee for dress; 
Helpless, look to Thee, for grace; 
Foul, I to the fountain fly; 
Wash me, Saviour, or 1 die. 

While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyelids close in death, 
When I soar through tracts unknown, 
See Thee on Thy judgment throne, 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself iu Thee. Amen. 


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Hymn No. 394. 

8, 8, 8, 4. 

Jesus, my Saviour ! look on me, 

For I am weary and opprest; 
I come to cast myself on Thee: 

Thou art my Rest. 
Look down on me, for I am weak, 

I feel the toilsome journey's length; 
Thine aid omnipotent I seek: 

Thou art my Strength. 
I am bewilder'd on my way, 

Dark and tempestuous is the night; 
O send Thou forth some cheering ray: 

Thou art my my Light. 
When Satan flings his fiery darts, 

I look to Thee; my terrors cease; 
Thy cross a hiding-place imparts: 

Thou art my Peace. 
Standing alone on Jordan's brink, 

In that tremendous latest strife, 
Thou wilt not suffer me to sink: 

Thou art my Life. 
Thou wilt my every want supply, 

E'en to the end whate'er befall; 
Through life, in death, eternally, 

Thou art my All. Amen. 


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Hymn No. 424. 

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All hail the power of Jesus' name! 

Let angels prostrate fall; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 

And crown Him Lord of all. 

2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, 

Who from Plis altar call; 
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

3 Hail Him, the Heir of David's line, 

Whom David, Lord, did call; 
The God incarnate! Man divine! 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

4 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, 

Ye ransomed of the fall, 
Hail Him who saves you by His grace, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 

The wormwood and the gall, 
Go, spread your trophies at His feet, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

6 Let every kindred, every tribe, 

On this terrestrial ball, 
To Him all majesty ascribe, 

And crown Him Lord of all. Amen. 


%o. 43. ^ing cftfMuic forflj in pufeous praise. 

Hymn No. 432. 

10, 10, 7. 

Sing Alleluia forth in duteous praise, 
O citizens of heaven , and sweetly 

An endless Alleluia. 
Ye next, who stand before the Eternal 


5 Ye who have gained at length your palms 
in bliss, 

Victorious ones your chant shall still 
be this, 

An endles Alleluia, [ring 

6 There, in one grand acclaim, for ever 
The strains which tell the honor of 

your King. 

An endless Alleluia, [back, 

7 This is the rest for weary ones brought 
This is the food and drink which none 

shall lack, 

An endless Alleluia. 

8 While Thee, by whom were all things 
made, we praise 

Forever, and tell out in sweetest lays 
An endless Alleluia. 
9 Almighty Christ, to Thee our voices sing 
Glory for evermore; to Thee we bring 

An endless Alleluia. Amen. 


In hymning choirs re-echo to the height 

An endless Alleluia. 
The holy city shall take up your 

And with glad songs resounding wake 


An endless Alleluia. 
In blissful antiphons ye thus rejoice, 
To render to the Lord with thankful 

An endless Alleluia. 

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Hymn No. 443. 

In the hour of trial, 

Jesus, plead for me me; 
Lest by base denial 

I depart from Thee; 
When Thou seest me waver, 

With a look recall, 
Xor for fear or favor 

Suffer me to fall. 

With forbidden pleasures 

Would this vain world charm; 
Or, its sordid treasures 

Spread to work me harm: 
Bring to my remembrance 

Sad Gethsemane, 
Or, in darker semblance, 

Cross-crowned Calvary. 

( 51) 

Should Thy mercy send me 

Sorrow, toil, and woe; 
Or should pain attend me 

On my path below; 
Grant that I may never 

Fail Thy hand to see; 
Grant that I may ever 

Cast my care on Thee. 

When my last hour cometh, 

Fraught with strife and pain, 
When my dust returneth 

To the dust again; 
On Thy truth relying, 

Through that mortal strife, 
Jesus, take me, dying, 

To eternal life. Amen. 

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Hymn No. 485. 


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O'er earth's green fields, and ocean's wave-beat shore: 
How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling 

Of that new life when sin shall be no more. 
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 

2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, 

" Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come:" 
And, through the dark its echoes sweetly ringing, 

The music of the Gospel leads us home. 
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 




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Par, far away, like bells at evening pealing, 

The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea, 
And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing, 

Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee. 
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 
Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary, 

The day must dawn, and darksome night be past: 
Faith's journey ends in welcome to the weary, 

And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. 
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 
Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping; 

Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above; 
Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, 

And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. 
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, 
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. Amen. 


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1 For thee, O clear, dear country, 

Mine eyes their vigils keep; 
For very love, beholding 

Thy happy name, they weep. 
The mention of thy glory 

Is unction to the breast, 
And medicine in sickness, 

And love, and life, and rest. 

2 O one, O only mansion; 

O Paradise of joy! 
Where tears are ever banished, 
And smiles have no alloy; 




The Lamb is all thy splendor, 
The Crucified thy praise; 

His laud and benediction 
Thy ransomed people raise. 

3 With jasper glow thy bulwarks, 

Thy streets with emeralds blaze; 
The sardius and the topaz 

Unite in thee their rays; 
Thine ageless walls are bonded 

With amethyst unpriced; 
The saints build up its fabric, 

And the corner-stone is Christ. 


4 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean! 

Thou hast no time, bright day ! 
Dear fountain of refreshment 

To pilgrims far away! 
Upon the Rock of Ages 

They raise thy holy tower; 

Thine is the victor's laurel, 
And thine the golden dower. 

5 sweet and blessed country, 

The home of God's elect! 
O sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect! 
Jesus, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest; 
Who art, with God the Father, 

And Spirit, ever blest. 



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Hymn No. 466. 


Lord, for ever at Thy side 

Let my place and portion be; 
Strip me of the robe of pride, 

Clothe me with humility. 
Meekly may my soul receive 

All Thy Spirit hath reveal'd; 
Thou hast spoken — I believe, 

Though the oracle be seal'd. 
Humble as a little child, 

Weaned from the mother's breast, 
By no subtleties beguiled, 

'On Thy faithful word I rest. 
Israel! now and evermore 

In the Lord Jehovah trust; 
Him, in all His ways adore, 

Wise, and wonderful, and just. 


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Jerusalem ! high tower thy glorious walls; 

Would God I were with thee! 
Desire of thee my longing heart enthralls, 

Desire at home to be: 
Wide from the world outleaping, 

O'er hill and vale and plain, 
My soul's strong wing is sweeping, 

Thy portals to attain. 
gladsome day and yet more gladsome 
hour ! 

When shall that hour have come, 
When my rejoicing soul its own free power 

May use in going home ? 
Itself to Jesus giving, 

In trust to His own hand, 
To dwell among the living, 

In that blest Fatherland. 


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A moment's time, the twinkling of an eye, 

Shall be enough to soar, 
In buoyant exultation, through the sky, 

And reach the heavenly shore. 
Elijah's chariot bringing 

The homeward traveller there, 
Glad troops of angels winging, 

It onward through the air. 
Great fastness thou of honor! Thee I 
greet ! 

Throw wide thy gracious gate, [feet; 
An entrance free to give these longing 

At last released, though late, 
From wretchedness and sinning, 

And life's long weary way; 
And now, of God's gift, winning 

Eternity's bright day. 

What throng is this, what noble troop, 
that pours, 
Arrayed in beauteous guise, [doors, 

Out through the glorious 

To greet my wondering eyes 

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The hosts of Christ's elected, 

The jewels that he bears 
In his own crown, selected 

To wipe away my tears. 
Of prophets great, and patriarch's high, 
a band 

That once has borne the cross, 
With all the company that won that laud, 

By counting gain for loss, 
Xow float in freedom's lightness, 

From tyrant's chains set free; 
And shine like suns in brightness, 

Arraved to welcome me. 

One more at last arrived they welcome 

To beauteous Paradise, [bear, 

Where sense can scarce its full fruition 

Or tongue for praise suffice; 
Glad alleluias ringing, 

With rapturous rebound, 
And rich hosannas singing 

Eternity's long round. 
Unuumber'd choirs before the Lamb's 
high throne 

There shout the jubilee, [tone, 

With loud resounding peal and sweeter 

Iu blissful ecstacy; 
A hundred thousand voices, 

Take up the wondrous song, 
Eternity rejoices 

God's praises to prolong. Amen. 

'glo. 50. <fteaDenfy 3?afljer, stub Ww blessing. 

Hymn No. 424. 

8, 7, 8, 7. 

1 Heavenly Father, send Thy blessing 

On Thy children gathered here; 
May they all Thy name confessing, 
Be to Thee for ever dear. 

2 Holy Saviour, who in meekness 

Didst vouchsafe a child to be, 
Guide their steps,and help their weakness 
Bless and make them like to Thee 


Bear Thy Lambs, when they are weary, 

In Thine arms, and at Thy breast ; 
Through life's desert, dry and dreary, 

Bring them to Thy heavenly rest. 
Thy true temples, Holy Spirit, 

May they with Thy glory shine, 
And immortal bliss inherit, 

And for evermore be Thine. Amen. 

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Hymn No. 507. 

6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 0, 4. 


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1 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee, 
E'en though it be a cross 

That raiseth me; 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

2 Though like a wanderer, 

Weary and lone, 
Darkness comes over me, 

My rest a stone; 
Yet in my dreams I 'd be 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee 1 

3 There let my way appear 

Steps unto Heaven; 
All that Thou sendest me 

In mercy given; 
Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

4 Then, with my waking thoughts 

Bright with Thy praise, 
Out of my stony griefs 

Altars I '11 raise ; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

Or, if on joyful wing, 

Cleaving the sky, 
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 

Upward I fly, 
Still all my song shall be 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! Amen. 


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1 Paradise, Paradise, 

Who doth not care for rest? 
Who would not seek the happy land, 
Where they that loved are blest? 
Where loyal hearts and true 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
In God's most holy sight. 

2 O Paradise, Paradise, 
The world is growing old; 

Who would not be at rest and free 
Where love is never cold? 

Where loyal hearts and true, etc. 

3 Paradise, Paradise, 
'Tis weary waiting here; 

I long to be where Jesus is. 
To feel, to see Him near; 

Where loyal hearts and true, etc. 

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4 Paradise, Paradise, 
I want to sin no more, 

I want to be as pure on earth 
As spotless as the shore; 

Where loyal hearts and true, etc. 

5 Paradise, Paradise, 
I greatly long to see 

The special place my dearest Lord 
In love prepares for me; 

Where loyal hearts and true, etc. 

6 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise, 
keep me in Thy love, 

And guide me to that happy land 
Of perfect rest above; 

Where loyal hearts and true, 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
(53) In God's most holy sight. Amen, 

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1 Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling I loved the garish day; and spite of fears, 

Lead Thou me on; [gloom, 

The night is dark and I am far from home, 

Lead Thou me en. 
Keep Thou my feet ; I do not ask to see 
The distant scene ; one step enough for me. 

2 I was not ever thus, nor pray'd that Thou 
Shouldest lead me on; 

Pride ruled my will: remember not past 

3 So long Thy power has blest me, sure it still 

Will lead me on 
'er moor and fen, o 'er crag and torrent, till 

The night is gone, ' 
And with the morn those anjrel faces smile 

I loved to choose and see my path; but now Which I have loved long since, and lost 
Lead Thou me on. awhile. Amen. 


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Hymn No. 527. 


7, 7, 7, 5. 

1 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost, 
Taught by Thee we covet most 
Of Thy gifts at Pentecost 

Holy, heavenly Love. 

2 Love is kind and suffers long; 
Love is weak and thinks no wrong, 
Love than death itself more strong; 

Therefore give us Love. 
8 Prophecy will fade away, 
Melting in the light of day; 
Love will ever with us stay; 

Therefore give us love. 

4 Faith will vauish into sight; 
Hope be emptied in delight; 

Love in heaven will shine more bright; 
Therefore give us Love. 

5 Faith and Hope and Love we see 
Joining hand in hand agree; 
But the greatest of the three, 

And the best, is Love. 

6 From the overshadowing 

Of thy gold and silver wing, 
Shed on us, who to Thee sing, 
Holy, heavenly Love. Amen. 


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I heard the voice of Jesus say, 

11 Come unto me and rest; 
Lay down ,thou weary one, lay down 

Thy head upon my breast:" 
I came to Jesus as I was, 

Weary, and worn, and sad; 
I found in Him a resting place, 

And He has made me glad. 
I heard the voice of Jesus say, 

" Behold I freely give 
The living water, thirsty one, 

I came to Jesus, and I drank 

Of that life-giving stream ; 
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, 

And now I live in Him. 
I heard the voice of Jesus say, 

"I am this dark world's Light, 
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, 

And all thy day be bright: " 
I looked to Jesus, and I found 

In Him my Star, my Sun; 
And in that Light of life I '11 walk 

Till travelling days are done. Amen. 

Stoop down, and drink, and live;" 

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Hymn No. 529. 

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1 Oh, what, if we are Christ's, 
Is earthly shame or loss ? 

Bright shall the crown of glory be 
When we have borne the Cross. 

2 Keen was the trial once, 
Bitter the cup of woe, 

When martyr'd saints, baptized in blood, 
Christ's suffering shared below. 

3 Bright is their glory now, 
Boundless their joy above, 

Where on the bosom of their God 
They rest in perfect love. 

4 Lord, may that grace be ours, 
Like them in faith to bear 

All that of sorrow, grief or pain 
May be our portion here. 

5 Enough if Thou at last 
The word of blessing give, 

And let us rest beneath Thy feet, 
Where saints and angels live. 

6 All glory Lord, to Thee; 
Whom earth and heaven adore; 

To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
One God for evermore. Amen. 


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Behold a new begun; 
dim Xot yet is closed the holy war, 
p Not yet the triumph won. 
Out of his still and deep repose 
We hear the old year say: 
cres"Go forth again to meet your foes, 
/ Ye children of the day. 

2 /"Go forth! firm faith in every heart, 

Bright hope on every helm, 
Through this shall pierce no fiery dart, 

And this no fear o'erwhelm. 
Go in the spirit and the might 

Of Him who led the way; 
Close with the legions of the night, 

Ye children of the day." / 

mf So forth we go to meet the strife, 
We will not fear nor fly, 
Love we the holy warrior's life, 
p His death we hope to die. 
mf We slumber not, that charge in view, 

" Toil on while toil ye may, 
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/ Ye children of the day." 
4 mf Lord God, our Glory, Three in One, 
Thine own sustain, defend; 
dim And give, though dim this earthly sun, 
eves Thy true light to the end; 

Till morning tread the darkness down, 
/ And night be swept away, 
' And never ending triumph crown 
64) The children of the day. Amem. 

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Framer of the "Light, 

Who from out the night 
The dawn of joyous day again dost bring, 

On our darkened eyes 

Bid Thy bright beams rise 
Of endless glory, teach us Lord, to sing, 

2 By Thy mercy still 
Spared our place to fill, 

Father be it ours Thy name to bless; 

Sheltered by Thy power, 

In each fleeting hour, 
Thy childreu guide to paths of righteousness. 

3 Raised from death-like sleep, 
Ever may we keep 

Alive within us thoughts of that great Day! 

Grant the ready mind, 

Give us grace to find 
The strait gate unto life, the narrow way. 

4 Onward to the goal 
Keep each striving soul, 

Upheld by grace divine Thy grace supplies; 

While it still is day, 

May we win our way 
Towards the mark, and our high calling's prize. 



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Brightly gleams our banner 

Pointing to the sky, 
Waving wanderers onward 

To their home on high. 
Journeying o'er the desert, 

Gladly thus we pray, 
And with hearts united 
Take our heavenward way. 
Brightly gleams our bauner, 

Pointing to the sky, 
Waving wanderers onwards 
To their home on high. 
Jesu, Lord and master, 
At Thy sacred feet, 
Here with hearts rejoicing 
See Thy children meet; 
Often have we left Thee, 

Often gone astray, 
Keep, us mighty Saviour, 
In the narrow way. 

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All our days direct us 
In the way we go, 
Lead us on victorious 

Over every foe: 
Bid Thine angels shield us 

When the storm-clouds lour, 
Pardon Thou and save us 
In the last dread hour. 
Brightly gleams, etc. 
Then with Saints and Angels 

May we join above, 
Offering prayers and praises 

At Thy Throne of love; 
When the toil is over, 

Then comes rest and peace, 
Jecus in His beauty, 
Songs that never cease. 

Brightly gleams our banner 

Pointing to the sky, 
Waving wanderers onward 
To their home on high. Amen. 

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1 Wave, wave the banner, 

Raise the Cross on high, 
Sing of Jesu's glory, 

Of Christ who deigned to die! 
On, on, ye wanderers, 

Homeward wend your way, 
Dark may be the evening, 

But brighter far the day! 
Wave, wave, etc. 

2 Wave, wave the banner, 

See! a cross is nigh, 
Jesu on it hangeth, 

Lifted up on high. 
Rest, rest, ye pilgrims, 

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Lest beneath the Tree, 
Hark! He gently calleth, 
Sinners, come to me. 
Wave, wave, etc. 

3 Shout, shout, ye victors, 
Ye whose fight is done, 
Ye whose toil is over, 

Whose crown of life is won. 
On, on, ye wanderers, 

Homeward wend your way, 
Dark may be the evening, 
But brighter far the day. 

Wave, wave, etc. Amen\ 

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1 Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth, 

Serve Him with gladness and fear; 
Exult in His presence with music and mirth, 
With love and devotion draw near. 

2 For Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, 

Creator and ruler o'er all; 
And we are His people, His sceptre we own; 
His sheep, and we follow His call. 

3 O enter His gates with thanksgiving and song, 

Your vows in His temple proclaim, 
His praise with melodious accordance prolong, 
And bless His adorable name. 

4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good, 

And we are the work of His hand, 
His mercy and truth from eternity stood; 
And shall to eternity stand. 


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Solemnly, but not too slowly. 

8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7. 

All but the third and sixth lines to be sung in unison. 
At the cross her station keeping, 
Stood the mournful Mother weeping, 

Where He hung, the dying Lord; 
For her soul of joy bereaved, 
Bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, 

Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 
Oh, how sad and sore distressed, 
Now was she, that Mother blessed 

Of the soul-begotten One; 
Deep the woe of her affliction 
When she saw the Crucifiction 

Of her ever-glorious Son. 
Who on Christ's dear Mother gazing, 
Pierced by anguish so amazing, 

Born of woman, would not weep? 

Who on Christ's dear Mother thinking, 


Such a cup of sorrow drinking, 

Would not share her sorrows deep. 

For his people's sins chastised 

She beheld her Son despised, [twined; 

Scourged and crowned with thorns en- 
Saw Him then from judgment taken, 
And in death by all forsaken, 

Till His Spirit He resigned. 

Jesu, may such deep devotion 
Stir in me the same emotion, 

Fount of Love, Redeemer kind, 
That my heart, fresh ardor gaining, 
And a purer love attaining, 

May with Thee acceptance find. 


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Love, Who formedst me to wear 
The image of Thy Godhead here; 

Who sought me with teuderest care; 
Through all my wanderings wild and 

Love, I give myself to Thee, [ drear ; 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

Love, Who lovest me for aye, 
Who for my soul dost ever plead ; 

Love, Who didst my ransom pay. 
Whose power sufficeth in my stead; 

Love, I give myself to Thee, 

Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

2 O Love, Who once in time wast slain, 4 Love, Who once shalt bid me rise 

Pierced thro' and thro' with bitter woe, 
love, Who wrestling thus didst gain, 

That we eternal joy might know ; 
O love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

From out this dying life of ours; 
O love, who once o'er yonder skies 

Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers; 
O Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. Amen. 


Mainour, 'iSfessefr Mainour. 

Saviour, blessed Saviour, 

Listen while we sing; 
Hearts and voices raising 

Praises to our King. 
All we have we offer, 

All we hope to be, 
Body, soul, and spirit, 

All we yield to Thee. 
Nearer, ever nearer, 

Christ, we draw to Thee, 
Deep in adoration 

Bending low the knee: 
Thou for our redemption 

Cam'st on earth to die: 
Thou, that we might follow, 

Hast gone up on high. 
Great and ever greater 

Are Thy mercies here, 
True and everlasting 

Are the glories there; 
Where no pain, or sorrow, 

Toil, or care is known, 
Where the angel legions 

Circle round Thy throne. 
Clearer still, and clearer, 

Dawns the light from heaven, 
In our sadness bringing 

News of sins forgriven: 


Life has lost its shadows, 

Pure the light within; 
Thou hast shed Thy radiance 

On a world of sin. 
Brighter still, and brighter, 

Glows the western sun, 
Shedding all its gladness 

O'er our work that's done; 
Time will soon be over, 

Toil and sorrow past, 
May we, blessed Saviour, 

Find a rest at last! 
Onward, ever onward, 

Journeying o'er the road 
Worn by saints before us, 

Journeying on to God! 
Leaving all behind us, 

May we hasten on, 
Backward never looking 

Till the prize is won. 
Bliss, all bliss excelling, 

When the ransomed soul, 
Earthly toils forgetting, 

Finds its promised goal; 
Where in joys unheard of 

Saints with angels sing, 
Never weary raising 

Praises to their King. 

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1 Lord of our life, and God of our salvation, 
Star of our night, and hope of every nation, 
Hear and receive Thy Church's supplication, 

Lord God Almighty. 

2 See round Thine ark the hungry billows curling, 
See how Thy foes their banners are unfurling; 
Lord, while their darts envenomed they are hurling, 

Thou canst preserve us. 

3 Lord, Thou canst help, when earthly armour faileth ; 
Lord, Thou canst save when deadly sin assaileth; 
Lord, o'er Thy Rock, nor death, nor hell prevaileth; 

Grant us Thy peace, Lord. 

4 Peace in our hearts, our evil thoughts assuaging; 
Peace, in Thy church, where brothers are engaging, 
Peace, when the world, its busy war is waging; 

Calm Thy foes' raging. 

5 Grant us Thy help, till backward they are driven ; 
Grant then, Thy truth, that they may be forgiven; 
Grant peace on earth, or, after we have striven, 

Peace in Thy Heaven. Amen. 


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Thy life was given for me, 

Thy Blood, O Lord, was shed, 
That I might ransomed be, 

And quickened from the dead. 
Thy life was given for me; 
What have I given for Thee ? 
Long years was spent for me 

In weariness and woe, 
That through eternity 

Thy glory I might know; 
Long years were spent for me; 
What have I Given of Thee ? 
Thy Father's home for light, 

Thy rainbow circled Throne, 
Were left for earthly night, 

For wanderings sad and lone; 
Yea, all was left for me; 
Have I left aught for Thee ? 
Thou, Lord, hast borne for me 

More than my tongue can tell 
Of bitterest agony, 

To rescue me from hell ; 
Thou sufT redst all for me; 
What have I borne for Thee ? 


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And now, O Father, mindful of the love 

That bought us, once for all, on 

Calvary's Tree, [bove, 

And having with us Him that pleads a- 

We here present, we here spread forth 

to Thee, 

That only perfect offering, in Thine eyes, 

The one, true, pure, immortal Sacrifice. 

Look, Father, look on His Anointed Face, 

And only look on us, as found in Him; 

Look not on our misusings of Thy grace, 

Our prayer so languid and our faith so 


For lo! between our sins and their reward, 

We set the Passion of Thy Son our 


And then for those our dearest and our 


By this prevailing Presence we appeal ; 

fold them closer to Thy mercy's breast, 

O do Thine utmost for their soul's true 

weal; [ and clear, 

From tainting mischief keep them white 

And crown Thy gifts with grace to 

And so we come; draw us to Thy feet, 
Most patient Saviour, who canst love 
us still; 
And by this food so awful and so sweet, 

Deliver us from every touch of ill. 
In Thine own service make us glad and 

And grant us never more to part with 
Thee. Amex. 


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Gracious Saviour, Geutle Shepherd; 

Little ones are dear to Thee : 
Gathered with Thine arms, and carried 

In Thy bosom may we be: 
Sweetly, fondly, safely tended, 

From all want and danger free. 

Tender Shepherd, never leave us 
From Thy fold to go astray; 

By Thy look of love directed, 
May we walk the narrow way; 

Then direct us and protect us, 
Lest we fall an easy prey. 

3 Cleanse our hearts from sinful folly 

In the stream Thy love supplied, 
Mingled stream of blood and water 

Flowing from Thy wounded side; 
And to heavenly pastures lead us 

Where Thine own still waters glide. 

4 Taught to lisp the holy praises 

Which on earth Thy children sing, 
Both with lips and hearts unfeigned 

May we our thank-offerings bring, 
Then with all the saints in glory 

Join to praise our Lord and King. 


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1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, 

Art thou sore distress'd ? 
" Come to me," saith One, " and coming, 
Be at rest." 

2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, 

If He be my guide ? 
" In His feet and hands are wound-prints, 
And His side." 

3 Is there diadem, as Monarch, 

That His brow adorns ? 
" Yea, a crown, in very surety, 
But of thorns." 

4 If I find Him, if I follow, 
What His guerdon here ? 
11 Many a sorrow, many a labor. 
Many a tear." 


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5 If I still hold closely to Him, 
What hath He at last ? 
" Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, 
Jordan passed," 

6 If I ask Him to receive me, 
Will He say me nay ? 
11 Xot till earth, and not till heaven 
Pass away." 

7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, 
Is He sure to bless ? 
" Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, 
Answer, 'yes.'" 


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1 In the pleasant sunny meadows 

Where the buttercups are seen, 
And the daisies' little shadows 
Lie along the green. 

2 Flocks of quiet sheep are feeding, 

Little lambs are playing near; 
For the watchful Shepherd, leading, 
Keeps them safe from harm and fear. 

3 Christians are like sheep, abiding 

In the Church's pasture free: 

Jesus is our Shepherd, guiding, 

And the little lambs are we. 

4 sweet Shepherd, gently lead us, 

Lest we fall or go astray; 
With the bread of heaven feed us. 
That we faint not by the way. 

5 Pasture green and clover blossom 

Are the types of heavenly love: 
Jesus, bear us in Thy bosom, 
Safely to Thy fold above. 




32 Abide with me; fast falls the eventide, 

8 A few more years shall roll, 
42 All hail the power of Jesus' name, . 
67 And now, O Father, mindful of the love 

6 Angels from the realms of glory, . 
69 Art thou weary, art thou languid. . 
19 As pants the wearied hart for cooling 


62 At the cross her station keeping, . 

9 Behold, the Lamb of God, . 
61 Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the eart 
25 Bread of the world, in mercy broken 
59 Brightly gleams our banner, 

13 Christ the Lord is risen again. . 
31 Christ whose glory fills the skies. . 
39 Come Holy Ghost, with God the Son, 
30 Come my soul, thou must he waking, 
11 Come see the place where Jesus lay, 

47 For thee. O dear, dear country, 

58 Frame r of the light, .... 

36 God that madest earth and heaven, 
68 Gracious Saviour, gentle shepherd, 
54 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost, . 

1 Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding, . 

45 Hark, hark, my soul, (1st tune ), . 

46 Hark, hark, my soul, (2d tune ), 
5 Hark, the herald angels sing, . 

23 Hark the sound of holy voices, 

24 Head of the hosts in glory, 

50 Heavenly Father, send Thy blessing, 
16 Holy Father, Great Creator, . 

55 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
18 In loud exalted strains, 
44 In the hour of trial, . 
70 In the pleas-ant sunny meadows, 
34 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer. 
4 It came upon the midnight clear, 


















49 Jerusalem, high tower thy glorious walls, . 497 
10 Jesus Christ is risen to-day, . . . .99 

12 Jesus lives! No longer now 104 

41 Jesus, my Saviour, look on me, . . .394 

53 Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling . 

gloom, 511 

48 Lord, forever at Thy side, 466 

7 Lord, in this Thy mercy's day 63 

65 Lord of our life, and God of our salvation, . . 

27 My faith looks up to Thee, . . . .237 

28 My God, my Father, while I stray, . . .256 

51 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 507 

20 O day of rest and gladness 160 

39 O God, creations's secret force, . . .357 

39 O God of truth, O Lord of might, . . .356 
3 O Jesus, Thou art standing, . . . .10 

63 O Love, who formedst me to wear, . 

52 O paradise. O paradise 509 

56 Oh! what if we are Christ's, . . . .529 
2 Once more. O Lord, Thy sign shall be, . .8 

26 Onward, Christian soldiers, . . . .232 

40 Rock of ages, cleft for me, . . . .391 

21 Saviour, again to Thy dear name, . . .169 

64 Saviour, blessed Saviour 

43 Sing alleluia forth in duteous praise, . . 432 

38 The day is gently sinking to a close, . . 349 

57 The old year's long campaign is o' er, . 

33 The shadows of the evening hours, . . 337 

22 The Son of God goes forth to war, . . .176 
37 The sun is sinking fast, 345 

29 There is a blessed home, 317 

17 Thou whose almighty word, . . . .146 

66 Thy life was givtn for me, .... 

14 To Him who for our sins was slain, . . 109 
35 Through the day Thy love hath spared us, 342 
60 Wave, wave the banner, 

15 We give immortal praise, 143 




Before the Lord we bow. 

Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed, 

Brief life is here our portion, 

Christ is our corner stone. 
Come Thou, Almighty King, . 

Hail to the Lord's anointed. . 
Hark, what mean those holy voices, 

Jerusalem, the golden. . 

Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me, . 

Lead us. Heavenly Father, lead us, 
Lord, lead the way the Saviour went, 
Lord of the worlds above, 

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Saviour like a shepherd lead us. . 
Saviour who Thy rlock art feeding, 
Sing. my soul. His wondrous love". 
Softly now the light of day, . 



The atoning work is done, . . .118 
The day of resurrection. . . . lu.j 
The Son oi God goes forth to war. . 17»3 
Thee will I love, my strength, my tower. 401 

Weary of earth and laden with my sin, 67 
"Who is this that comes from Edom, . 77 

Ye boundless realms of joy, . . . 411 



Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding, . 

Angels from the realms of glory, 
Hark, the herald angels sing, . 


Jesus Christ is risen to-day. 
Come, see the place where Jesus lay, 
Jesus lives! no longer now. 
Christ the Lord is risen again, . 
Wave, wave the banner, 

In loud exalted strains, 
O day of rest and gladness, 


The Son of/God goes forth to war (or to 

Tune^S 22 

Onward. Christian soldiers. . 26 

There is a blessed home ( Evening RecessT ), 29 

Come, my soul, thou must be waking, . . 30 

Christ, whose glory fills the skies. "... 31 

Through the day Thy love hath spared us. . 35 

Come. Holy Gho'st. with God the Son {3 parts'), 33 
God that madest earth and heaven I Evening 

Recess"l) 36 

Sing alleluia forth in duteous praise. . . 43 

Jerusalem. Inch tower thy glorious walls, . 49 

O paradise, Cf paradise 52 

The old year's long campaign is o 'er ( or to 

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Brightly gleams our banner, .... 59 

Saviour, blessed Saviour 04 



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